"Your Excellency. It's impossible for the old granddaughter to be absent, you must help! ”

In the crowd, an old man with a bright head asked.

"My lord, we don't have any relatives to claim it, and we ask for your help!"

The woman outside the Heavenly King's Mansion opened her mouth to ask, looking at Li Zhen with a look of hope, with a deep expectation in her eyes. In the same way, the people are all hopeful. Li Zhen looked at the faces that were asking for help and even helpless, and sighed in his heart. Now there are no relatives found, or there are no relatives to claim them, I am afraid the situation is not very good.

Li Zhen instructed: "Yang Banhou, invite everyone to the main hall, and I will meet them in the main hall." ”

After finishing speaking, Li Zhen immediately entered the Heavenly King's Mansion.

As soon as Li Zhen left, the people and the girls standing outside the Tianwang Mansion were anxious.

Yang Banhou immediately explained, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief. Everyone followed behind Yang Banhou and entered the Heavenly King's Mansion one after another. In the main hall, the dragon chair directly above has been moved, and only the steps are left. In addition, a rectangular conference table has been placed in the hall, and Li Zhen is sitting on the main seat of the conference table.

The people walked in, and Li Zhen waved his hand to let the people looking for relatives sit on the left hand side, and on the right hand side sat the woman who was not led away. Those who could not sit down found stools and sat on the left and right sides of the conference table in turn.

Li Zhen looked at the first old man on the left, and asked with a soft expression, "Old man, what problem are you encountering?" What is the name of your loved one? ”

The old man had white hair, held a cane in his hand, and said slowly: "Xiao Lao'er's granddaughter is named Ren Yating, she is very beautiful, her eyes are big, and she is very spiritual. Adult, you must help the little old man. ”

Li Zhen said: "Don't worry, old man, I'll help you ask." ”

After a pause, Li Zhen looked at the girls sitting on the right side and asked, "Girls, do you know Ren Yating?" ”

Li Zhen gathered all the people who were looking for their relatives and the women who were waiting for their relatives to come to claim them, just to solve the problem more easily and quickly. Many people who have not found their relatives can get news through these girls. Sure enough, as soon as Li Zhen opened his mouth to ask, a woman said, "Lord Li, the concubine knows Ren Yating." It's just that Yating died half a year ago. ”

"Ahh

The old man exclaimed, rolled his eyes, and fainted with fright.

Li Zhen hurriedly helped the old man, pinched the middle of the man, etc., and after a burst of first aid, the old man woke up leisurely. The old man's cloudy eyes had a touch of disgust and an expression of disbelief, and he said loudly: "You are a bad woman, you actually cursed Xiao Ting'er." Lao Yu told you that Xiao Ting'er writes a letter every month, and a letter was delivered to Xiao Lao'er last month. Xiao Ting'er also said in the letter that she asked my old man to pay attention to his body and said that he would come back to see my old man. ”

As he spoke, the old man trembled and put the cane in his hand aside, touched it from inside his clothes, and took out a stack of envelopes, all of which were written by Ren Yating to the old man. The old man smiled coldly, stared at the woman who spoke, and said loudly: "Look, these letters are all written by Xiao Ting'er, and they were just sent back last month. ”

After Li Zhen heard this, he was puzzled.

Among them, I'm afraid there is something boring!

The woman who spoke just now shook her head slightly, and then said, "Grandpa, it's not that I lied to you, it's true. Half a year ago, when Yating brought tea to Hong Xiuquan, her hand suddenly cramped for some reason, and the tea poured on Hong Xiu's body, and she was pulled out for punishment at that time. By the time Yating was sent back to the house, she was already dying. ”

After a pause, the woman continued: "I have a good relationship with Yating, and I know that Yating will write to you every month. Yating's only reassuring old man is that I let me continue to write letters on her behalf. In the month of Arten's death, you should have noticed that the words of the letter had changed, and every month since, it was in my handwriting. I was afraid that you would be suspicious, so I lied and said that my hand was injured and I asked someone to write it for me, so you didn't find out, and the old gentleman should know. ”

When the old man heard this, he was immediately dumbfounded.

He could no longer speak, especially the woman's words, which were exactly the same as the inside of his envelope, and did not change at all. This time, the old man knew that his granddaughter was dead. The old man's expression was sad and full of tears, he got up tremblingly and saluted Li Zhen, and then turned to leave.

Li Zhen looked at the old man's rickety back, and there was a faint sadness in his heart.

Li Zhen also understands that this is the cruel reality.

Most of those who did not claim their relatives almost all died in the palace. Next, one by one, the people opened their mouths to ask, and the girls sitting on the right answered one after another, and the results were all disappointing without exception, and the relatives of the people died in the palace. One by one, the people returned disappointed, and when they left, they would scold Hong Xiuquan from time to time.

When all the people left, there were more than 100 women left. Li Zhen instructed Yang Banhou to fetch a stack of rice paper, register all the girls, record their addresses, and then immediately ordered the soldiers to visit the women's families.

And on the second day forty men came and claimed them, and took away forty women.

On the third and fourth days, a total of thirty people came, but then, almost no one came, leaving thirty-six women in the Heavenly King's Mansion, homeless.

Li Zhen gathered all the girls together and said with a serious expression: "Girls, you must all know the current situation. At present, you are facing a situation where either your relatives are no longer there, or your relatives do not recognize you. So, you guys are homeless, I want to ask you guys what you think? ”

When the girls heard this, they were silent.

What have these women been doing passively? What are you being told to do? Few people decide their own lives. Especially if they have no relatives and no reason, they have no relatives, and they don't know what their next life will look like.

Seeing that everyone didn't speak, Li Zhen continued: "Everyone doesn't speak, that's only me to decide." Maybe some of you know that I used to stay in Shanghai, and my wife ran a factory in Shanghai. The factory has always recruited female workers, and I can arrange for you to work, and change your household registration for you, so that you can live in Shanghai with a different face. How do you feel that you can get married and have children in a new place and forget about the unhappy days of the past? ”

Still, the girls didn't speak.

Li Zhen touched his forehead with his hand, took a deep breath, and continued: "You don't speak, I'll just say that." Those who want to go to Shanghai sit on the left side of the table, and those who don't want to go to Shanghai sit on the right. Now, the decision is yours. How to decide, please think carefully, after all, making a decision is a lifelong thing. ”

Because I didn't speak, I just had to move my buttocks, and finally a woman moved.

A woman sits on the left, willing to go to Shanghai. With the first one to stand up as an example, the next thing is easy, and the rest of the girls got up one after another, and soon decided to go to Shanghai and stay in Nanjing. Li Zhen carefully counted 21 people who went to Shanghai and 15 people who stayed in Nanjing.

ps: the second shift; I wrote a two-hour manuscript at night because the computer crashed and lost, and this chapter was rewritten, sad. I continue to write.